About DUH'Merica

"The only way to fix it is to flush it all away. Any fucking time. Any fucking day. Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona Bay." Tool I'm a writer, I'm an atheist, I'm a social commentator.

Donald Glover is IMPORTANT

glover620x345When I was a kid, I sat in the back of my parents minivan listening to NWA on my yellow Sony Walkman.  I was a suburban white kid who was mesmerized by “Fuck tha Police.”  I didn’t understand the significance of that song until much later in life.

Fast forward 30 years………

The hip hop/rap genre has become largely insignificant.  The strongest lyrical messages delivered by its current “stars” revolve around money, bitches, drugs and guns.  The genre has become a mumbling mess of disjointed beats accompanied by unimaginative, indolent lyrics.  It has become a caricature of its own stereotypes.

Their main struggle revolves around buying a hotter Lamborghini than the other guy.  It’s truly fucking sad.

Now enter Donald Glover, aka Childish Gambino.

Like a beacon of hip hop hope, Gamibno released the most important song/video of the past 30 years…………. This is America.

Every person in America needs to watch this video.  It should be required learning in every school.  Just sit back, watch and know that Glover has a better grasp on the sad realities of America that you are scared to admit.

Donald Glover is IMPORTANT.  He is forcing our society to open its third eye and view America in a very unflattering lens.  An unflattering lens that is crystal clear.

Today, I can only hope that kids are sitting in the back of their parents minivans watching This is America on their cellphones.   And I can only hope that it doesn’t take another 30 years for them to understand its significance.

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A hunting pastor shot dead (shit tons of irony)

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You can’t even make this shit up. These poor AR-15’s just can’t catch a break.

A pastor hunting in the North Carolina woods was mistaken for a coyote by another hunter and shot dead.

So much irony here.  How in the hell does a hunter mistake a man for a coyote?  Last time I checked, coyotes are about the size of a medium dog or a small hobbit.

Well done hunter of the year.  Maybe lay of the meth and Mountain Dew before you pull out your AR-15 and start shooting into the woods.

I guess he could always use the “Hobbit Defense” at trial.  “Your honor, I swear it was one of them little, furry hobbit things from Lord of the Rings.  People ’round these parts have been seein’ em for years.  I wanted to be the first to kill one,” said the killer.

Hunter using animal caller is mistaken for coyote and killed

Hunting pastor using animal caller mistaken for coyote, fatally shot

And probably the cruelest irony of this story is this:  Where the fuck was God on this one????  I mean holy shit, you let a Baptist pastor get shot and killed. 

Well, I guess in God’s defense there has been a huge increase in prayers lately from Republicans and the NRA for the families of all the victims of the Parkland, Fl school shooting.

God’s just too damn busy these days.  Keep praying Duh’Merica, keep praying.

That Bitch on the Bread Aisle (a poem)

It was staring at the whole wheat, organic, high fiber, no trans fat, sodium free, steroid free loaves

It was wearing bright pink sweat pants with the word “JUICY” spread across both ass cheeks, the “UI” sucked into the designer thong cavity, screaming for release.

I couldn’t find the 99cent generic Publix brand hot dog buns,
My eyes strained for the all white bread goodness, its eyes reading labels to disguise an attempt at being healthy.

I wanted to stop staring at it, but I couldn’t, I needed to see the blood from the train wreck, the pieces of bone from the auto crash, the land mine aftermath.

“Excuse me, do you know where the hot dog buns are?” I asked it.

“I don’t eat hot dogs, I wouldn’t know,” it replied without even looking in my direction.

Well shit, my fucking bad, I guess I should’ve known.
It was just a bitch on the bread aisle who wants to be 20 again.

Thanks for the collagen, thanks for the Ughs, thanks for your husband fucking his secretary instead of you.  Thanks for the suburban, thanks for the diamond studded Iphone.

I found the buns and walked out with my soul.

Plastic Parade (a poem)

duck-face-mom-yearA-typical Rolex submariner sits on the dad’s wrist like a beacon of arrival,
his too-tight Ed Hardy tee sticks to his cross fit chest like an extra layer of skin.
those hours in the gym, the broccoli, the grilled chicken, the spinach salads……
Eyes scanning the crowd looking for that 25 year-old who hasn’t yet sunk the botox into her forehead

Wifey to his left, flipping her platinum dyed hair again and again and again
She, looking for someone to make fun of, looking for someone to help her feel better about her collagen duck-faced lips,

her third tit job, her fourth anal bleaching, her fifth affair with a new trainer,Tattoo reads “MILF” along the panty line that only a select 50 or so willing erections get to see.

She, peering at the younger women while licking her lips with the misguided confidence of an American Idol contestant

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Red, White and Boo (a poem)

I see your Katie Perry

And I raise you Beyonce.

What ever happened to real art, like the Fat Boys?

Now, just splendid drivel cascading from the youthful mouth

Texting, sexting, pursed lips and Jersey Shore dreams.

Find China on a map? Fuck You, I’m getting my nails done at 3.

Be careful young ones, the noodles and puppy nuggets are coming to a store near you.

I see your E Hollywood News

And raise you Dancing With the Stars.

Posting every mundane bit of your daily shit for all to see

Facebook, Twitter, MySpace your freaking life away

My eyes, dried and burnt from your “Do you like me?” poll.

Keep your pom poms clean and your cell phone charged.

I see your De-evolution

And go all in with your soul

Shouldn’t be difficult to call my bet

You are another failed demographic, another vapid target market.

Scenes from a Waiting Room

Act I. (the elderly)
Old, musty ass wrinkled seniors wearing bad track suits, their lifeless, aged skin scarred with purple gum colored splotches hanging from their bones like loose sleeves,
a cell phone rings deep inside a purse underneath the dentures and coupons, by the time the old lady realized it was ringing, silence

Act II. (the soccer mom)
Frost dyed hair, way too tight Hollister shirt, tight faded jeans with pocket designs, elastic fake tits shaped into perfect round globes, husband at work banging his secretary who has even faker tits, but younger body
wife doesn’t care as long as she gets Starbucks 3 times daily,the phat mommy suburban with the cutesy family stickers on the back window showing how many people are in the family, the glowing quarter sized diamond earrings and the trips to Vail, easy to have no soul than to deal with reality

Act III. (the salesmen)
Bad cuff links that even gay dudes wouldn’t wear, fake ass smile accompanied by even faker greetings, slick gelled guido-like hair stuck to their scalps with paste, belts crushed by doughnut stomachs,
calling names like cattle and branding the innocents with fees

Act IV. (me)
Three freaking hours waiting for tires, brought a Bukowski book, could only imagine what he would have thought
I couldn’t stop staring, couldn’t finish reading, couldn’t play games on my cell phone, I just kept watching the train wreck evolve with every new person who came into the waiting room, no blood or body parts, crap.

Here’s why you shouldn’t vote for Roy Moore

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Vote for me and my six-shooter…….

Dear Alabamians, today is the day for you to show the entire country exactly how backwards you are.

It’s incredibly difficult to find out whether all the sexual abuse allegations are true, so let’s make it easy.  I want all you Alabama voters to just throw that out the door.  Yep, forget it all together.

Why???  Because Roy Moore’s beliefs/statements are so insane he gives you a plethora of other valid reasons NOT to vote for him.  Read the full article on Politico below:

The 7 most inflammatory things Roy Moore has said

Here’s a quick summary of some of his beliefs:

  1. He believes that Obama was not born in the United States.
  2. He believes that 911 was caused because God was mad at the United States because of gays, sodomy and abortion.
  3. He thinks that the “providential hand of God” put Trump in the White House.

Do you really need any more reason not to vote for Moore?  Most reasonable people understand that Moore is a religious lunatic.  But then again, we are talking about Alabama here.

If I were a betting man, I would bet the house that Moore does win.  If you’ve ever been to Alabama you would fully understand.

Thanks a lot Duh’Merica, we deserve this asshole.